Yesterday: it has been steadily warming up, so I walked around the garden a bit to see if anything is happening yet. No crocus, which is sort of unusual, the “tête-à-tête” daffodils have little spears sprouting, and the perennials are starting to green up. I need to get out into the former front garden and see if I can get an early start on weeding it out.
I always think of work when I am out in the garden, it takes discipline to separate myself from that part of gardening, and just enter a frame of mind that observes and enjoys. Usually an early summer day with blue skies can bring this mood on… when it feels too good to do anything else than just to sit in the garden and look up through the trees. But that time still feels a long way off.
I had scoped out many seed aisles and finally broke down and ordered from a seed source new to me. I had to stop looking for mignonette, it was becoming an obsession that blockaded all thoughts of other seed purchases. So I found a source and ordered. This year I am trying out Swallowtail Garden Seeds. Haven’t received the order yet, but will report on my experience as the season rolls along.
March is a good time to work on perennials, so I need to harden off the indoor hellebores and get them into the ground. that bed will require a lot of work, but by lifting the hostas there and re-situating some of them under a lilac I might get two jobs accomplished.
One last observation: this is the time when the contorted filberts can be best appreciated, their twisting branch forms accentuated in the still bleak landscape of earliest spring.